Meeting Qingyuan was Zhang Qiao's first dream. The girl with Dali's clock on her shoulder, sitting on the grass and drawing with a marker, walked quietly into his heart like a painting in the sunset.
Meeting Xiangqiu is another dream of Zhang Qiao. Whether she was sitting on horseback, jumping over the railings heroically, or she was dazzling with jewels and smiling sweetly at the banquet, he was obsessed with her and decided to be loyal to her forever.
He thought that admiration was like the light on a ring, so bright that he couldn't even open his eyes. But they didn't stop, they just slid away lightly, leaving a ripple behind.
Concept: What is love, a life-changing driving force, a passport to new doors, or a destroyer of balance?
